Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

"We all just want to be normal people. But this doesn't make sense when it comes to marrying Bo Yunli. We both feel that we are independent entities, but in this case, what have we become? Second daughter Serve the same husband together?"

"Don't tell me Bo Yunlijie doesn't mind. Even if he doesn't mind, we still mind. If things continue like this, do you think we can live in harmony? Those who have no hatred will become those who have hatred."

Jiaoyang curled her lips and snorted.

"Bo Yunli wants to enjoy the blessings of all the people. It's a beautiful idea. It would be nice to leave one for him."

Fu Qiran was stunned for a while, then smiled, casually put out the cigarette in his hand and threw it into the flower bed aside. He casually put his hands into his belt: "You said this, it seems that you did what you did because you wanted it so much." The initiative of the body is all for Bo Yunli."

"As far as the current situation is concerned, of course there is his reason, but it does not rule out other reasons," she replied with a smile, "Who doesn't want to enjoy good things alone, not to mention that there are some things in this world that are originally meant for you. You can't share it either. So, who doesn't want to be the unique Sheng Jiaoyang in this world?"

"I understand." Fu Qiran's persuasion failed, and he sighed deeply, smiling at her with a meaningful smile, "In this case, we will have to fight each other in the future, sister Jiaoyang."

"Do you regret not meeting me first?" She replied to him with a smile, but she was open-minded.

"That's not necessarily true." Fu Qiran fell into deep thought.

"Is No. 3 so charming?" No. 2 blinked, "She is so extreme. I clearly remember that I should be the most lovable."

Fu Chiran didn't speak, just smiled.

Sometimes when people have feelings for each other, it doesn't mean that that person may have a pleasant personality or even be worthy of being liked.

It is a sense of resonance from the soul, which can only be felt by the person involved.

"You don't understand. Seeing her is like seeing myself, so when I feel sorry for her, I also feel sorry for myself. Sister Jiaoyang, I'm really sorry, I can't look at her like that and ignore her." He answered seriously.

"Really? Your appearance makes me curious about your story."

Jiaoyang tilted her head, but not only was she not affected, the smile on her face was still bright.

Once the usually playful and smiling boy turns serious, his charm index skyrockets.

Jiaoyang smiled and moved closer to Fu Qiran. He did not dodge. She met his eyes that were also smiling: "I just had a feeling for you. To be honest, that feeling is the same as the feeling I had for Bo Yunli. It feels exactly the same.”

"Oh?" The young man smiled and tilted his head.

"However, I do regret that I didn't meet you earlier. If I hadn't been too passive and let No. 3 out that day, if it was me who met you first instead of No. 3, and your attitude wasn't so firm, then you, I won’t let it go.”

If the woman No. 3, plus Fu Qiran, is indeed an opponent worthy of respect.

Jiaoyang came towards him with a smile, she was very close to him, her eyelashes almost brushed his face, and the sparkle in her eyes meant nothing.

Fu Qiran was stunned for a moment, then she smiled and looked at him with a focused expression: "I'm serious."